Hideaway Strath queen of crows

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To her pleasure, she is not left waiting long.

The first to arrive is a flame-licked she-wolf with an intense green stare. She held herself with authority which bespoke of her status. Amphitere looked her over with subtle flicks of her gaze, but not in an unkind manner. It was clear she was only wanting to paint a clear picture in her memory of the moment, and mark down the characteristic features of the she-wolf should they meet again. A lazy smile uncurled across her lips, but before she could greet the pack wolf proper (submission and all), another made his appearance.

He, much like the first, held himself proud but his gaze was queerly neutral as he raked it across her body, probing for any signs of illness or malcontent. Amphitere remains staunch for he apparently finds no fault in her presence here. She splays her ears at the commanding tone of his alluring timbre and crouches submissively, though the smile upon her lips becomes slightly keen. "Certainly not to banter idly." She remarks with a wave of her tail to indicate it was all in good humor. Amphitere creeps forward and bows her head to them both. "A home. Or, at least, a place to rest in return for service if that is all you have to offer now." She couldn't, and wouldn't, claim to know they had room but she could only hope for the best. If their best was giving her a place to recover before continuing further into the Wilds, she would not spit at the oppertunity.